Jane Twilight Novels & Stories

She stood there, watching as the taillights faded. She watched for a moment, the night air cool against her skin, before finally turning toward the house. The glow of the lights spilled out from the windows. She opened the door and stepped inside. The living room was cozy, filled with the familiar scent of lavender from her mother’s favorite candle. Her mother sat on the couch, her attention fixed on the TV. Beside her, a blonde-haired woman. She turned at the sound of Tiffany’s steps. The woman stood, offering a polite smile. "You must be Miss Halton. I’m Jane," she said, her tone professional but still friendly. "Mr–"

Once I was alone in the kitchen, trying to whip up a meal for my twins, whom I had missed cooking for dearly, Jane strolled in, not relenting. "Well, well, well, look who's decided to join the sunglasses indoors club," Jane remarked, leaning against the kitchen counter and crossing her arms over her chest. "So, Avery, I see you've upgraded your look. Going for the mysterious, 'don't ask, don't tell' vibe, huh?" I grinned as I plated the food, passing them over to Jane, who carried them to the table. "Something like that," I said, drying my hands with a kitchen towel.

Celeste whispered to Megan, who blushed immediately. The two brought over some expensive snacks and fruits for Jane. They politely passed the food to her as soon as they entered the house. Jane was wearing a silk lounge dress. Her wavy white hair was casually tied behind her head. If it wasn't for the wrinkles around her eyes and the clear signs of aging, she just looked like a young woman who had dyed her hair white. "You've arrived at the perfect time. Winston is at home. Please ask him to come downstairs." Jane asked a maid to make coffee for them, then instructed another maid to call Winston over.

"No, Miss. You don't have to worry. In fact, I feel lucky to get a box of the dishes you made." Jane giggles. "Alright. Good night, Zett." She gets out of the car and enters her gated house. She deliberately didn't turn off the garden lights since this morning. At least if she comes home a bit late, the lights will be on, illuminating the surroundings. Walking lightly through the garden area before reaching the front door. Tilting her head slightly, the night sky tonight looks beautiful, filled with stars. As if describing the cheerful and peaceful atmosphere of her heart. Throughout her life in the past few years, she hasn't felt peace like this in a long time.

I had hoped life would ease up after Silvia's graduation, but she bailed on her job within days, leaving me to pick up the slack. I had been running on less than four hours of sleep for too long. At this point, all I wanted was a good night's sleep. However, then, my phone buzzed like crazy in the dead of night. I wanted to ignore it, fearing it might be work, but in my groggy state, I accidentally answered. The voice that blasted through was sharp enough to split my eardrums. "Joanna, what's your deal? Why'd you shut off the joint card? Are you trying to starve me?!"

“Let’s find out.” “Let’s do a video call instead,” I suggested. “It’ll be easier to talk.” “Good idea,” Zoey agreed. “Hold on, I’ll add her.” A few seconds later, the screen split into three, and Jane’s face appeared. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun, and she smiled when she saw us. “Hey, what’s up?” Jane asked, adjusting her phone. Zoey leaned closer to her screen. “Did you see that post about Tara and Tony?”

She lied. I showered quickly and stepped out, wrapping a towel around myself. As I walked back into the room, I was surprised to see a woman laying different clothes on the bed. They were not my clothes. She was dressed in a black blazer and trousers, her blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail, and a pair of glasses rested on her nose. She looked somewhere in her mid thirties. I guessed she was the personal assistant Aleksander had mentioned. She turned and noticed me, adjusting her glasses with a warm smile.

She wasn't even sure how she managed to get dressed and sat down on her chair in their dining room. "Oh, so now you notice me huh? I've been here since ten minutes ago and you completely ignore me!" Jane pouted as she hugs her back. Jane Ritters is Hans's girlfriend who has long black hair up until her waist, clear almond black eyes, and a cute dimple on both her cheeks. She's an art student at Diamond University. "I'm sorry Jane. I wasn't paying attention earlier... but I miss you so much!" Aimee pouted before hugging Jane again.

Not a single strand of Hail’s hair, on the other hand, was to be seen anywhere in the Quarter. Only Reigna and Jane were the Wielder capable of a nice conversation. Jane had her test the day after Z, so as Reigna. They made it so obvious that their parents were someone who would accept the result as long as they remain a Shadowest. “I do `ope dizz tezt will be over. Imma zoo tired with Zhell acting azz if it’z the end of the world,” said Z, her hands cupping her cheeks. They were, once again, huddled in the dining area, having a cup of coffee. The shadow served them with three cupcakes, sprinkled with so much sugar that Jane had to spat it out, complaining of her health deteriorating due to

I sent the most skilled shadow wolf, who was an expert in invisibility, to keep a close watch on the Twilight pack. After Dad and I left, Andre flipped the table in a fit of rage. "How could Jane do this?" he said in disbelief. "How could she leave me? What is she trying to do, asking her dad to show up in person? Is she trying to threaten us? Is she ever coming back?" Felicia sighed. "Well, Jane's mood has been terrible lately. First, Callie kicked her in the stomach. After that, she hasn't been able to rest properly. It's only normal for a pampered she-wolf like her to go to her dad for comfort.